I had been able to see the floating comments since I was very small.
They told me I would spend seven bitter years beside a fallen prince, only to be cast aside when he became emperor.
He would regret it when I was dying, turn back time, and treasure me in another life.
The comments told me to hold on.
But if happiness was certain, why couldn’t I have it in this life?
When the Fifth Prince fell from favor, I was the first maid to pay for a transfer.
The comments went wild.
Without me, how was their story supposed to continue?